The quicker you take off
The harder life will pull.
Then thrust you into reality
Just to make you feel
Like you've broken every rule.
You'll certainly land harder
Regetting every mistake.
Passing by all the places
You were comfortable
Where first you decided to race.
You'll think how nice it was
Before you really left home.
You'll think deeply and realize
Things weren't so bad
Before you thought you were grown.
Doesn't it disturb us
When we take notice
At some mistakes we've made.
But look how blessed we are
For still the way was paved.
Paved by those with experience
Whose deep wisdom
They tried to pass on.
But no we didn't listen
We thought that they were wrong.
Now we will have our turn
To teach the younger ones.
Just get yourself ready
For you need to be prepared
For a trip thats lots of fun.
This is Grown Folks Stuff
Please children laugh and play.
Because the more you enjoy your youth.
The less pain we grown folks
Will have to face.
All of this philosophy
Started by parents who are gone.
They started out like us
Wanting to be independent
And completely on their own.
The thing thats so bewildering
That no person seems to know.
Is how life converses with you
But after you've decided to go.
Cecelia Weir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grown-folks-stuff/
